Well. Kou had hoped he wouldn't run into anyone in Shinjuku, considering the general distaste most of his brother's fakes had for the place (including himself, honestly, but he's used to discomfort). Color him surprised when suddenly someone speaks up-- about cigarettes, no less.

A Ren. Or and Akira, whichever this one goes by. It's a bit of a strange sight to watch him light up a cigarette, but then, there's an air around this one...

... Well, nevermind. Kou scoffs out a laugh, taking a long drag of his own before answering.

"Yeah?" he says, lackadaisical, his expression somewhere vaguely between amused and unimpressed. "Damn. You convinced me. I'll quit on the spot."

He does, pointedly, not stop, taking another drag.